Thursday, January 22, 2009

The Gym

I worked out with my parents today.

Yeah, let me give you the full picture.

My Dad has always been a runner or walker, skier, does exercises every morning type of guy. My mom on the other hand has avoided exercise like it might give her the plague her entire life. Well, ok, there was a time that she skied when she and my Dad were dating, but I think that was just to hook my Dad. Then there was the time she played basketball for a day and sprained her finger and that was that.

So, my little town has a community center and it has a cute little work out room in it. It is less than the cost of a pair of Uggs to join for the year. They joined yesterday and then said Happy early Birthday, we got you a membership too.

We all went today, together, at the same time, in our Olivia Newton John headbands and thongs and got "Physical". What's with the fat guys in the picture?

I am allowed a little exaggeration, this is my story. They both hopped (that's a bit of a stretch) on the treadmills, so that left me with the eliptical. I have always been afraid of elipticals, but decided I had nothing to lose since we were the only ones in the gym. After the first 2 minutes of going backwards, I figured out how to go forward and actually didn't mind it.

Then my Mom asks me if I want her to show me the machines and how to work them. OK, very cute, but I am a gym rat from way back when people lifted rocks and stones instead of sitting on a sweet machine. So as I was reintroducing myself to these muscle burners, a man walks in and announces that he is new. Well you would think my parents had been at the gym for a year the way they jumped in to help the man. My mom was attached to some tortorous device, but insisted on giving the man directions on how to turn the "new person DVD" on from across the room. My Dad got the guy a chair so he could sit and watch and learn how to "work the room".

All and all a very fun time at the "gym". Hours later, my thighs are feeling a twinge of "hey, you did something to me today". We left the gym together and my Dad said that we ought to go 5 days a week and the look on my Mom's face was priceless.

I'm hoping that for your sake, you don't have some reason to have to "jump" out of bed quickly in the morning...I have a feeling those "twinges" might have turned a bad corner by tomorrow... I've been there... and am in no rush to return there any time soon!!

And I'm rolling - I've belonged to the same gym as my parents, and worked out with them - heck, it's how I met Melisa! LOL! But they're a crack up too, and the mental pictures...ahh, thanks for the laugh! :D

Though, uh - could you have gotten the after pic of the video instead???